Whoa!nBad BillynnBilly went drivin' on a Saturday nightnHeaded for trouble with a bottle of winenHe took his pistol and his shotgun, ready for actionnFlyin' higher than a rocket out of controlnnHe said I ain't got moneynI ain't got famenBut after tonight they're gonna know my namennAngry and young, under the gunnThe kid goes wild!nRebel alone, heart of a stonenThe kid goes wild!nThe kid goes wild!nnBilly pulled up to Big Jim's Liquor StorenPulled his pistol and demanded his paynThey say he shot that man straight thru the head, no passionnNow bad young Billy's got the Law on his trailnnA cold blood murdernFor twenty and changenThe very next day the newspaper readnnAngry and young, under the gunnThe kid goes wild!nRebel alone, heart of a stonenThe kid goes wild!nThe kid goes wild!nWild!nnBad BillynnBilly's on the run tonight he's a nightmarenFire burnin' in his eyesnBlood's boiling hotnHell bent and out of controlnnHe's out of controlnnOh, you fucken cops! You'll never gonna get me. You'll never take me alive! Younpull that fucken gun, you'd better use it! Cuz I'm not going down and I'm not goingnto jail and I'm not doing any fucken time! This is my night! I'm alive!!!nnOw! Angry and young, under the gunnThe kid goes wild!nRebel alone, heart of a stonenThe kid goes wild!nnAngry and young, under the gunnThe kid goes wild!nRebel alone, heart of a stonenThe kid goes wild!nnAngry and young, under the gunnThe kid goes wild!nRebel alone, heart of a stonenThe kid goes wild!nnAngry and young, under the gunnThe kid goes wild!nRebel alone, heart of a stonenThe kid goes wild!